Xing Feng was truly frightened at this moment; Xu Ping'an's presence gave him an overwhelming sense of oppression.
He struggled to free himself from the soul pressure exerted by Xu Ping'an, but no matter what, he could not escape Xu Ping'an's constraints.
The power of Xu Ping'an's soul was simply too strong. In the face of Xu Ping'an's soul power, he felt like an ant, while Xu Ping'an was as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains.
At this moment, seeing Xu Ping'an turn his gaze toward him, Xing Feng couldn't help but feel a surge of fear.
"You… you can't kill me, Xu Ping'an, if you kill me, my father will never let you off," Xing Feng hurriedly said.
"Your father, your father is merely at the Fourth Layer of the Immortal Emperor Realm. Do you think he can stop me?" Xu Ping'an said with a cold laugh.
He had long wanted to slay Xing Feng, but had never previously found the chance.
Now that such an opportunity had arisen, he would not let it pass by any means.